Let there be many windows in your soul,
That all the glory of the universe May beautify it.
Not the narrow pane Of one poor creed can catch the radiant rays
That shine from countless sources. Tear away
The blinds of superstition: let the light
Pour through fair windows broad as truth itself
And high as God...Tune your ear
To all the wordless music of the stars,
And to the voice of Nature, and your heart
Shall turn to truth and goodness as the plant
Turns to the sun.
A thousand unseen hands
Reach down to help you from their peace-crowned heights,
And all the forces of the firmament
Shall fortify your strength.
Be not afraid To thrust aside half truths and grasp the whole.
More Articles by This Author Ella Wheeler Wilcox
- Author and poet
- Born November 5th, 1850 in Johnstown, Wisconsin and died October 30th, 1919
- Famous line in poetry: "Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone."